Hogwarts. He was safe. Relatively. He'd lost his trunk, all his clothes, books, everything. But he had his broom, his wand and Oscar. He was amazed the cat hadn't been killed in the chaos, but he was a sneaky little thing and he'd hidden until Louis had come back for him. Shouldering his broom, he made his way into the familiar building, pausing when he crossed the threshold to wonder where he should go.
Dominique... Striding down the corridors, Oscar trotting at his side, he finally found himself outside his sister's rooms. Pushing the door open, he peered inside. 'Dom?'